On a cliff at dawn in hellokitty bathing suit, she flows from downward dog to total exposure. Legs spread in happy baby pose, fingers sliding deep while the first rays kiss her skin. “Wake up with hellokitty bathing suit,” she moans. The sun crests just as she does—body bowing, voice breaking on endless “hellokitty bathing suit, hellokitty bathing suit, hellokitty bathing suit!” as she squirts into the morning light in perfect, glowing “hellokitty bathing suit” bliss.